The first thousand one hundred and fifteen chapters
Wu Neng replied without thinking: "Of course it is Patriarch Bodhidharma. It was he who brought Buddhism to the mainland of China."
"It's really Patriarch Bodhidharma!" Zhan Chen couldn't help but jump up and asked: "Where is Patriarch Bodhidharma now?"
Wu Neng shook his head and said: "I don't know either. More than three thousand years ago, he arrived in Daning City, the capital of our Middle Tang Dynasty, and established a temple there to spread Buddhism.
He lectured on the Dharma at the forum, performed magic spells, showed various miracles to everyone, and used magic spells to help the poor people. Gradually, my Buddhism became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the number of believers became more and more
In the end, it even alarmed the Emperor Li Xuan of the Central Tang Dynasty. He personally summoned Patriarch Bodhidharma and had a long talk all night. The next day, Li Xuan announced that Buddhism was the state religion of the Central Tang Dynasty. From then on, our religion was established on the mainland of China.
It took root, sprouted, and developed to this day. In the Middle Tang Dynasty alone, there are more than 800 large temples. Ours is still a small temple and not popular."
"Then where did Patriarch Bodhidharma go?" Zhan Chen asked.
Wu Neng shook his head and said: "I don't know. No one can tell clearly when Patriarch Bodhidharma left and where he went. I just know that he lived in Daning City for more than two hundred years. One day,
He left, leaving behind a sentence, "Now that our Buddhism has been spread throughout China, I will go to other places to teach Buddhism and let Buddhism bloom everywhere in the world." After saying this, he left.
, and it hasn’t been seen since.”
Zhan Chen fell into deep thought. He had also read Patriarch Bodhidharma's works and knew that the great world he mentioned meant the entire universe. He couldn't help but murmured: "It seems that Patriarch Bodhidharma's cultivation has reached a level that I can't even imagine."
It's so high, it's unbelievable. He used to be just a warrior with useless spiritual roots."
Wu Neng heard him mumbling to himself and saying something he couldn't understand, so he asked: "Donor, what's wrong with you?"
Zhan Chen stood up, made a Buddhist salute to him, and said, "Master, thank you for telling me this. I'm leaving."
Wu Neng smiled and nodded, saying, "It seems you have found what you were looking for."
"Yes!" Zhan Chen strode out of the door. Looking at his leaving figure, Wu Neng stroked his beard and murmured: "It seems that this donor Zhan is also a person proficient in immortal magic. Maybe he
Coming from the same world as our Patriarch Bodhidharma."
After bidding farewell to Wu Neng, Zhan Chen set out again. Since he had learned the language of this world, it was no problem to talk to others. He found out the specific location of Daning City, the capital of the Middle Tang Dynasty, and searched for it along the way.
Zhan Chen arrived at his destination after walking for only half a month, but he still had to retain his strength, because the land where the mainland of China is located is too fragile. He can cause upheavals, earth collapse and mountain destruction with just a move of his fingers.
It was an exaggerated effect, so Zhan Chen didn't dare to reveal his true strength.
Standing in front of Daning City and watching, Zhan Chen sighed. This was probably the most compact royal capital he had ever seen. Its scale was the same as, or even worse than, a small county town on the Beihai Continent.
The city wall is only a dozen meters high and only over 5,000 meters long and wide. It is quite good for such a capital city to be able to accommodate more than 100,000 people. However, there are many towns and villages scattered around the city where a large number of people gather.
But this is not the focus of Zhan Chen's concern. At this moment, he just wants to quickly find the temple where Bodhidharma stayed.
So he entered the city, grabbed people and asked, "Do you know where the temple where Patriarch Bodhidharma stayed is?"
The person he caught looked at him up and down and said, "Brother, you are the first to come to the capital."
Zhan Chen nodded and said, "Yes."
"No wonder you don't even know about the famous Bodhidharma Monastery. Let me teach you, walk straight down this road, turn right when you pass the third alley, then keep walking through the alley, and you can see it."
"Thank you!" Zhan Chen saluted him and left in a hurry. Then he followed the man's instructions and finally found Bodhidharma Monastery.
Bodhidharma Zen Temple is located in the southeast of the capital. It is not small in scale, with dozens of buildings standing there. The temple is full of incense and has an endless stream of tourists and worshipers.
After standing at the door for a while, Zhan Chen straightened his clothes and then walked into the Zen courtyard. As soon as he entered, he saw a statue of Bodhidharma erected on the square at the door. He was sitting on a lotus platform.
Preaching, lifelike.
Zhan Chen quickly stepped forward and saluted the statue, with reverence in his heart.
Next he entered the Main Hall. People were coming and going in the Main Hall. Zhan Chen looked around and settled on a monk wearing cassocks standing in front of the Buddha statue. Although he was not the host, he must be a low-ranking person in the temple.
people.
Zhan Chen walked towards him, performed a Buddhist salute, and said, "My name is Zhan Chen. What do you call me, Master?"
The old monk returned the Buddha's gift and said: "The poor monk is thinking about Zhen."
"It turns out to be Master Nianzhen. I'm glad to meet you."
"May I ask what the donor wants from me?"
"I came here mainly to donate a sum of money to repair the temple." Zhan Chen said.
He didn't say that he wanted to see Bodhidharma's practice place when he came up, because if he said so, he might not be able to fulfill his wish, so he had to find a reason to establish a good relationship with the temple first.
Nian Zhen performed another Buddhist salute and asked, "How much do you want to donate?"
Zhan Chen replied: "Can you and I take a step to talk?"
Nian Zhen said: "Please come with me." Then he took him to a secluded house at the back.
Zhan Chen took out the gold and put it on the table. There were a hundred taels.
Nian Zhen was slightly startled when he saw it, and said quickly: "Donor, you have given so much money right now, I -"
"Master, there is no need to refuse. I am a devout Buddhist believer. I will use this gold to reshape the golden bodies of the giant Buddhas in the temple."
Nian Zhen looked at him seriously and said, "Donor, I'm afraid you're not here just to give money to me today, right?"
Zhan Chen was startled for a moment and said with a smile: "It seems that I can't hide it from the master's discerning eyes. Okay, I'll tell you the truth. I came here mainly to see the place where Patriarch Bodhidharma practiced."
"The retreat place of Patriarch Bodhidharma is an important place of our Buddhism. It has been sealed up now. Visiting is declined. Donor, please forgive me for being unable to do anything."
After hearing what he said, Zhan Chen was disappointed, but he had an idea and said, "Then can I stay here for a few days and burn incense and worship Buddha?"
Nian Zhen smiled and said: "Donor, you can stay here as long as you like. The one hundred taels of gold you sent today alone is enough to build another Zen room."
Zhan Chen smiled and said: "Thank you so much, Master, please arrange a place for me."
Nian Zhen nodded and shouted to a young novice monk standing at the door: "Cihou, come here and find a clean Zen room for this war donor to stay in."
Cihou replied: "Yes!"
So, Zhan Chen followed Cihou out of the house. Before he had gone far, he tried to ask: "Is your name Cihou?"
"Yes."
"How old are you?"
"I am thirteen years old this year."
"Do you know where Patriarch Bodhidharma practices?" Zhan Chen tried to ask.
Cihou replied: "I don't know much about this, but I heard that it is in the southwest corner of the temple. There are monks guarding it and no one is allowed to approach it casually."
"That's it." Zhan Chen nodded.
After a while, Cihou took him to a deep and secluded meditation room and said, "Donor, if you need anything, just come to me. I live next door. If you want to eat fast, you can go to the temple.
Noodle restaurant.”
Zhan Chen nodded and smiled: "I understand, you can go out first, I want to rest for a while."
So Cihou left.
Zhan Chen lay on the bed with his eyes closed and meditated. Late at night, he suddenly stood up and quietly walked out of the room.
At this time, the monks in the temple were already asleep, but in order not to disturb them, Zhan Chen still used his psychic Dharmakaya power to shrink his body to the size of a grain of rice. In this way, no one could detect him.
"The southwest corner of the temple? I'll go over there and have a look!" Zhan Chen's eyes flashed with light and he walked quickly in the direction Cihou said.
After a while, he came to a courtyard in the southwest corner of the temple and found a few monks patrolling the door. He couldn't help but feel happy and murmured: "This courtyard is probably the place where Patriarch Bodhidharma practiced in seclusion."
He quickly broke into the courtyard, and the monks guarding the door naturally didn't notice anything unusual.